Infinite Luck Master

?"Su Jing, stop it!!!"

Yin Jiu, who had looked indifferent to life and death just now and would do it if he refused to accept it, suddenly became full of fear. He used a pair of fleshy palms to block the power of Su Jing's Xihe sword. The hot temperature made his hands almost burnt in an instant. He was nearly fully cooked, and his whole body was covered with fire, but he didn't care about his injuries at all. He just looked worriedly at the girl who was about to be affected by the desolate flames...

"Remember that letter?!"

Seeing Yin Jiu's miserable appearance, the girl's eyes were filled with tears instantly. She turned her head to look at Su Jing and shouted loudly.

"That letter?"

Su Jing's heart moved when he heard this...

The letter handed over by Li Junxian.

It was precisely because of that letter that I was sure that this trip to Daxia must have a conspiracy that I didn't know about, so I thought of coming to investigate the situation as Murong Ziying, and then got together with Li Luo by chance. Come together.

This letter was signed in the name of Yin Jiu. I thought it was written by Yin Jiu, but when I asked Yin Jiu, Yin Jiu was ignorant and it was obviously not written by him.

And since he intends to plot against himself, it is naturally impossible for him to warn himself in advance.

Because of this, this letter has become an unsolved mystery, but this girl knows about it...

Su Jing's eyes were slightly sharp, staring at the pretty girl. The desolate flames that had spread were instantly withdrawn. Only Yu Xi and the sword were placed on Yin Jiu's neck, and he said: "That letter is from you." written?"

"Yes!"

The girl seemed to be afraid that Su Jing would suddenly kill her, and said quickly: "I am Wei Ling. I wrote you a letter secretly in the name of my brother, and then deliberately sent this letter to you when my brother was not around. The letter was placed on his desk, and a note was left for the servants to see when they were packing their things, and to send this letter to His Majesty the Tang Dynasty to remind you that my brother wanted to kill You, so that you can be alert in advance!”

Yin Jiu was shocked: "Ling'er, you... you actually helped my enemy. You... weren't you in the Changming Candle at home? How did you get here?!"

"I sensed something was wrong and secretly attached myself to your body, brother. Brother, you are wrong, you are really wrong. He is not our enemy, he is not."

Wei Ling looked at Yin Jiu with tearful eyes and choked with sobs: "And I have been with you forever as your destiny... We will never be separated again, why are you still obsessed with revenge?"

"Because I can't swallow the anger in my heart!"

Even though Yin Jiu was extremely injured at this time, he still couldn't hide the stern look on his face, and said angrily: "I entrusted everything to Su Jing, but he turned a blind eye to my affairs, such a dishonest person "If I don't kill him, how can I swallow my anger?"

"That's just your selfish behavior, isn't it?"

Wei Ling choked up and said: "Brother, it was you who spontaneously forced the matter on others, without even giving him the right to refuse, and even blamed him for breaking the promise... But my family knows their own affairs, Don’t I know about my body? I have been seriously ill for a long time, and medicine is useless. I died of illness, not by someone... But brother, you are angry with the entire Zhurong Village because of me, brother, do you know? Because of the reason, people in the village were alienating me and did not dare to get involved with me openly. However, during my illness, Grandma Chu would secretly bring me rice porridge and vegetable soup from time to time, and Brother Sun would also bring me rice porridge and vegetable soup. They gave me some firewood so that I wouldn’t freeze to death at night, and even though Sister Lin spoke very harshly, she would always come over quietly to help me wipe myself and wash up. They were all caring about me secretly. But brother, you killed them all, just because they refused to save me... But brother, even the gods can't save me, are you going to kill the gods too? "

Yin Jiu was shocked and said: "Ling'er..."

Wei Ling sniffed and said firmly: "That's why I sent a message to Mr. Su, because I really don't want you to make the same mistake again and again."

"You are already dead?"

Su Jing looked at Wei Ling in surprise and said, "Then who are you now?"

Wei Ling looked at Su Jing and explained: "It was my brother who saved me... After I died, the people in the village buried me, but my brother was in front of my grave, practicing Yin cultivation again, and then walked on the path of ghosts. On the road, and reaching the realm of ghosts and gods, he forcibly detained my soul and turned it into his own. This is how he forcibly rescued my soul. From now on, I am bound to him, and it is difficult to separate! "

Su Jing said thoughtfully: "No wonder the soil next to your body hurt him so much. It turned out to be because his life was your soul, so the soil mixed with your ashes became his." Nemesis."

"So...my brother is certainly heinous, but he has always been for me, he is just for me...!"

Wei Ling knelt on the ground facing Su Jing, carrying a somewhat ethereal soul that seemed to be floating like a candle in the wind.

She begged: "Mr. Su, I know that my brother's crime is unforgivable. I can't even find a reason to plead for mercy, but...but I beg you to let him live. Please...please kill him." I, I am willing to die on his behalf..."

As she spoke, she kowtowed to Su Jing.

Crying and pleading.

"Amitabha."

In the distance, Zen Kong, who had been watching, softly recited the Buddha's name and sighed: "So that's how it is. I didn't expect that this Luo Chen benefactor was so crazy, but deep down in his heart, did he also value family affection so much? The poor monk... I'm ashamed. ah……"

He seemed to remember something, and a guilty look appeared on his face.

And Su Jing fell into silence.

He had always been decisive in killing. As long as it was his enemy, no matter how powerful the background was or how serious the consequences were, he would never let it go easily. He would kill it if he said so... But this time, he was a little hesitant.

Naturally, he would not let Yin Jiu go just because of a girl's pleading.

Yin Jiu must die today.

But if he killed him in front of her, Su Jing would not bear it.

He had already hated this girl, and he had some...

"Don't ask him! Ling'er... I won't let you ask him!!!"

Yin Jiu roared angrily, staring at Su Jing, and roared: "He is sorry for me, he hurt me, but you beg him... I will never ask him even if I die, let alone ask you to beg him, Su Jing, your hypocritical hesitation is really disgusting, I don't need your pity, and I don't need my sister to beg others, even if I die, I don't want my sister to beg you."

After speaking, he let out a shrill roar, raised his palm, and hit his forehead hard.

This move was fast and quick, and when Wei Ling noticed it, he couldn't stop it. Although Su Jing could stop it, he didn't do it!

The same was true for Li Luo.

Even though the Yin Xiu ghost god has a unique physique, he can naturally hurt himself...

As this palm fell, Yin Jiu's brain burst!

With a bang, his body completely regained its solidity, and he fell to the ground, twitching... his eyes were dull.

He stared at Wei Ling and said intermittently: "Don't... beg him..."

Yin Jiu's eyes showed reluctance, worry, and... attachment.

He just stared at Wei Ling, and his eyes, which were originally filled with endless emotions, gradually became dull.

"Brother!"

Wei Ling cried out in grief, like a cuckoo crying blood, and threw himself on Yin Jiu, but unfortunately... Yin Jiu's breath gradually dissipated, twitched for a while, and stopped moving.